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So I spot this one chick, legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she don’t give a fuck. I roll up, all cool, but inside I’m sweatin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as hell, motherfucker! I say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s all, “Fifty for a quickie.” Fifty?! Man, I got pissed—last week it was forty! Told her, “You’re fuckin’ dreamin’!” She just shrugged, like Mia’s “I don’t care” attitude. That shit made me happy tho—girl’s got guts.

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Yeah, I get emotional. Crazy nights, crazy streets. I get mad when they tear up a good view for new condos. I get happy watching kids chase dreams in the park. I get surprised by hidden pockets of genuine coolness around every corner. Even when I mumble, “I have to believe in a world…” like in that flick, I mean sometimes it feels like we’re all fragments.

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